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"If you can defeat the witches and maintain peace for a long time, I can give you a game."Nuwa was silent and slowed down.
The Vermilion Bird on Lu Sheng's body seems to have been smashed by water, and it disappears instantly, as if it has never appeared.
"Since Saint has no intention, it is a victory."There was still a faint smile on his face, as if the previous violent war was just an illusion.
But Nuwa knows very well that Lu Sheng really wanted to fight her.
This is a madman.
The surface is calm, but there is absolutely crazy fighting madness in the bones, but with the definition of the previous performance, she feels Anomalies.
Because such a madman is generally not at all such a height. Ninety-nine or higher people will be in the middle of the road because of too many conquests.
Therefore, he must have some kind of reliance on himself.
However, these have nothing to do with her. She is not the one who controls everything in Hongjun.
"I hope you can do it."Nuwa finally left a sentence, reaching for a finger, and suddenly a red light flew out from her fingertips and gently fell in front of Lu Sheng.
The red light dissipated, and it was a red jade talisman.
Lu Sheng stretched his hand and pinched it, looked up, but couldn't see Nuwa figure.
"Women…I don't want to really delay here for a long time…"He gently crushes the symbol, this Saint symbol does not last long, and it will disappear automatically after passing the breaths later.
In my mind, Lu Sheng is about to redeploy the remaining demon of the subordinate.
Suddenly the sky below the sea of clouds trembled.
The black gas from the bottom up and swells through the white clouds, like countless black locusts, quickly polluting the surrounding white clouds.
Some of the close-knit Demon Palace wreckage buildings were also slowly swayed by black.
Lu Sheng cold eyes glanced down, his eyes lit red, penetrated the clouds and black air, and saw the ground below, countless black air holding a large stretch of Witch Army, is flying in the direction of Demon Palace.
In order to encircle him, Demon Palace has temporarily transferred all the demon troops that can be transferred.
At this time, the defensive void, coupled with other reasons, the defending army collapsed, the witch finally finally broke through the line of defense and rushed to heaven.
Lu Sheng's complexion turned cold. He had already tested his current strength level, which is much stronger than Quasi-Saint, but not as good as Saint.
It is able to counter the two ingenuity of Quasi-Saint, but it is already the limit. Unless he…
"DEATH!"
A rough scorpion directly interrupted his thoughts.
In the middle of the cloud-contaminated cloud, a giant hand penetrated from the bottom to the top and grabbed a large area where Lu Sheng was located.
The arm is tens of meters long and hundreds of meters wide. It is covered with black hair and has six fingers. The fingertips are burning with some kind of black flame.
"Hibiscus."Lu Sheng is cold.
"Yes!"
In the ruins of Demon Palace, a huge black-black tree man stands up. It is ten thousand miles tall and grows on branches. It is not the leaves and leaves, but the countless blue-violet tentacles.
The tree man has a thousand golden eyes on his trunk, and he slowly opens his eyes and looks at the black giant.
"Nothing shines!"
Hey! ! !
In an instant, countless golden raindrops flew down like a golden raindrop in the sky.
Muxi admired his own sacred magical powers. In the past, he continued to release the magical power for a few seconds, and he would not be able to catch it. He was completely exhausted.
But now, he feels that there is a constant source of power in his body, and the magical rushes out and sprays down.
This is incomparable, as long as any creature touches it, it will be dissolved and digested in an instant, as if it has never appeared in the world.
Not just him.
The remaining ten or so demon gods who had survived before also rushed out of the ruins. They had a sinister residual wound, but at this time they were healing at an alarming rate. The fur at the healing site does not even leave the scar.
Not waiting for Lu Sheng to speak, they also released their strongest powers toward the black clouds.
Countless stingers burning white flames, large rainbow-like bands of light, a group of dark red and constantly bursting huge acid balls wait/and so on.
All kinds of supernatural powers seem to be sold out as if they don't want money.
The black hand that just emerged had not had time to meet anything, and was directly smashed by the big magical power.
Even more than that, the entire black sea of clouds was thrown on the spot by a giant hollow that was tens of thousands of miles wide.
Through the hollow, the lower witch, Army and Lu Sheng, the demon god, just face each other.
The witches took the lead in the old man who held the crutches.
His filthy yellowish eyes lifted and he fell on Lu Sheng the first time.
"DEATH!"
There is no nonsense in the candle, knowing that it is the weakest moment of Demon Race at this moment, and ordered a full-scale attack on the spot.
For the first time, Lu Sheng encountered this extremely simple opponent. And the opponent's strength is the most Powerhouse he has seen except Saint.
"DEATH!"He doesn't have to say much, just order it.
Countless years of Army's shouting sounds are intertwined, like the torrent of sound waves, smashing together.
The remaining demon soldiers know that it will be a dead end when they are not desperate.
Behind Lu Sheng, a demon god with a head injury recovery has been constantly emerging, and many demon gods have flew from other areas. That is his parasitic external demon god.
Most of them are defensive at the outside strongholds. At this time, they have taken the army back to defense. In just a few dozens of places, Demon Palace has more than 30 demon gods. Adding to the previous survival, there are nearly 50 hands.
Although there is no big array of assists, these demonized demon gods, one by one, do not fear death, as long as the head does not fall, it will not affect the combat effectiveness.
And the head fell, and then picked up and pressed, countless tentacles joined, and after a few seconds is a hero.
Their bodies seem to be immortal.
But Lu Sheng knows that this is not really undead. Their Undying Body depends on whether the Evil God force on their body is exhausted.
However, Evil God is such a thing that it is invisible and erosive. It can't wait until it is exhausted. The great group of great witches, Shaw, has just suffered a big loss when they first contacted the demon gods.
Countless Evil God forces ignored their powerful offensive, as if they were phantom-penetrating, and they sneaked into their mouth and nose.
A large number of dozens of Great Shaman were parasitized on the spot, and Evil God controlled them to directly fight against the water and kill the original tribe.
"God damn it!"The candle nine yin is going to greet the ancestors to go to the siege, seeing this scene, suddenly a cold heart.
Although they are confident that they can make the white Vermilion Bird demon, but in the current situation, even if they can get the guy, then at that time, their ethnic group is almost dead.
That ending is meaningless.
"Retreat!"They must figure out what the strange power is. Until then, you can never fight again.
The candle was turned off and ordered to retreat.
"Big Brother, maybe you can get rid of that white Vermilion Bird!"Sentences suggested.
"No, we can't afford it!"Candle nine complexion is gloomy. Originally, I was only planning to come over and make an autumn wind. I could see if I could get more benefits. I didn’t expect to lose dozens of Great Shamans when I met.
His heart is bleeding.
"Take someone, let's go!"He ordered it on the spot.
"Let me do so!"The emperor snorted and his wings waved.
The entire battlefield was still at rest, and the space was completely stopped on the spot.
Turned aroundThe emperor sang a low drink, the parasitic Great Shaman who had just slaughtered in his own ethnic group, was sent away in the first time, and did not know where to go.
Demon Palace Demon gods still want to start, eight heads of human face, monsters with tiger tails and eight tails, rising from the black clouds.
Windstorm
A little black light flashed and blasted, and the heavens and the earth suddenly rolled up countless black winds.
The black wind suppressed the Demon Race Army, while the cover of the witches began to retreat rapidly.
This black wind is not too strong, but it can't be completely ignored. When it comes into contact, it will faintly corrode the dead body of Demon Race.
Lu Sheng thought about it, he was not very familiar with the twelve ancestors, so he was so rushed to fight, the odds were small.
"All the demon army, obey the command, withdraw!"He said directly.
Now he controls ninety-nine of the demon gods, while the demon gods control all the heavenly demon army, and the billions of demon troops are also disguised in his control subordinate.
It can be said that today's Demon Palace, except for the Eastern Emperor Emperor Ku Xihe, most of the places remain the same, but the highest leader has changed for the individual.
As the Witch retreated, a large amount of black smoke withdrew from the black wind, implying a return to pure white.
Above the Demon Palace, on the reinforced wall, everything is the remains of the demon corpses, most of which were killed by the previous witches.
As for the demon army that played against Lu Sheng, it was already burnt into a coke ashes by the horrible hot Vermilion Bird.
The ghost car swayed nine huge ugly heads and flew away from a distance.
"Boss, what do you do now?"
"To maintain the original state, the Sun Star continues to operate according to the original trajectory, where the formation method remains intact and does not move. The rest, began to rebuild the Demon Palace. ”Lu Sheng directly ordered.
According to myths and legends, he is now a successful squatter. Although he hasn't smashed the roots, at least the situation has stabilized.
"The witch….?"The raft was turned into a human figure and asked by Lu Sheng.
"Don't pay attention, they are not taking care of themselves now."Lu Sheng casually said that if Evil God is so easy to crack, then Demonic God Realm's huge Evil God will not need to be mixed.
Be aware that this power almost exceeds all the energy he has seen except the Attachment Force. Only Evil God can fight Evil God's power, and Lu Sheng has tested it countless times.
This is simply a kind of parasitic power created specifically for the living body.
"Do we really want to rebuild the Demon Palace? Be a target on this sky? ”The demon god Shangyang on the side said late.
After being parasitized, he successfully changed his mind and became the first adviser of Lu Sheng subordinate. The mobilization of these demon gods quickly gathered, and he also made the handwriting.
Especially when he and his sister Fei Lian truly combined, after recognizing the feelings deep in their hearts, Shang Yang’s attitude towards Lu Sheng has turned into another feeling.
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